Moving on from a heartbreak is hard, but there is more to life than a broken heart and unrequited love. You can't go on wallowing in sorrow forever. You're still young, no matter your age; you have only yet explored a fraction of the world, and there is much more to experience out there.

You will find love at the right time, or even better, if you wait, love will find you. So go get your ass out of that sinkhole of despair, and show them heartbreakers what they choose to miss out on.

One will never be rid of one's bullies. Just when you think you've got them away from your face and out of your life when you move to another place, new bullies emerge to try and make your life miserable anew. Bullies are everywhere.

Surely, when you ask one bully why he does it, he'll most likely answer, "because I'm bored and I've got nothing else to do, and I wanna have fun." That answer will almost always be true because more often than not, these bullies have got nothing good going for themselves, and their only idea of fun is at the expense of others.

Personally, it's amusing to think that whenever these bullies berate, insult, or push you around, they do it during those times when they feel pathetic and inadequate about themselves. Due to the simple fact that they're insecure and jealous, they have the constant need to bring someone down to validate their self-worth and assert that they're better than their victims.

Bullies will target anyone they think are inferior to them, but this is just a front to hide their own deficiencies. They waste their time to bother you because they want you to notice them, and they win when they get the attention they so crave from you. This kind of attention seeking only means that you matter to them, and you can win by paying them no attention, because that would make them realize that THEY DON'T MATTER TO YOU.

Then, there's the option to stand up for yourself. When a bully pushes you, push back and hold your ground. Don't let yourself be intimidated. Don't let them have their way with you, because if you allow them the first chance, they'll intimidate you every chance they get, so DON'T BE A PUSHOVER.

But here's the thing: you can choose to turn the other way, or you can choose to fight back; either way, YOU STILL WIN, because that's simply what bullies are--INSIGNIFICANT LOSERS.

At the end of the day, regardless of your social status or your supposed inferiority, you still win more in life than bullies do, because the first time the bully you, they've already lost. They'll never beat you, and they'll never BE you.

I just realized that it has been almost half a year since I wrote something in this part of my website. Wow.

But now that it's new year's eve--actually, just hours before 2016--I have the time to recap what I think are my personal highlights for 2015. I've got a lot of things to cover, so this going to be a long-ass journal entry. So if words bore you, I assure you that the pictures won't.

Virtually all traces of him have been removed from WWE.com, including his Hall of Fame page, his merchandise and toys bearing his image and likeness, his involvement in WWE’s reality show Tough Enough, and his appearances as a playable character in WWE Immortals and in the upcoming WWE 2K16.

Hogan’s privacy had already been invaded once after gossip site Gawker scandalized him in 2012 by leaking a clip of an eight-year-old private video involving him and a woman named Heather Clem, to which he retaliated with a 100-million-dollar lawsuit. Now, thanks (or no thanks) to another tabloid site National Enquirer’s recent leaking a transcript of the conversation from the same video, his reputation is ruined yet anew.

The transcript detailed Hulk’s sensitive, racially-fueled rant about his daughter Brooke’s love life. I’d rather not quote it in this entry, however; my page is not a freakin’ tabloid after all.

Forbes reported that the controversy caused WWE shareholders to lose about $50 million in stocks. In order to save face, WWE severed its ties with the Hulkster, giving him "the Chris Benoit treatment." (Don't start with the "Chris Ben-who" jokes on me now.)

“WWE is committed to embracing and celebrating individuals from all backgrounds as demonstrated by the diversity of our employees, performers and fans worldwide,”they said in a press statement.

"Eight years ago I used offensive language during a conversation. It was unacceptable for me to have used that offensive language; there is no excuse for it; and I apologize for having done it. This is not who I am. I believe very strongly that every person in the world is important and should not be treated differently based on race, gender, orientation, religious beliefs or otherwise. I am disappointed with myself that I used language that is offensive and inconsistent with my own beliefs."

The video scandal was just among the things that kickstarted Hogan’s dark days; his son Nick got in a car crash, and then his ex-wife divorced him and dated a boy less than one-half her age, not to mention that he had unaddressed injuries sustained from wrestling. He dealt with all that to the point that he thought of committing suicide.

While the things he said in the video are damning and seemingly inexcusable (especially by butthurt social justice warriors on the Internet), perhaps those were all he could say as a troubled man to have some sort of release. And when one is frustrated with life, admit it or not, he transforms into someone else, someone that is not himself.

I should've written about this last year, but I had been busy with a lot of different stuff to the point that it eventually stopped crossing my mind. So now, while I have the luxury of free time, I'm going to give my no-holds-barred, honest feelings on my experience as a "Titanium" ticket holder in last year's Cosplay Mania.

And for the sake of convenience, I’ll replace the phrase “Titanium ticket holder” by the word “Titan” from here on out.

As the event website says, the Titanium ticket grants the following privileges to its owner:

limitless access to all event premises, including a VIP seat inside the main stage during the Cosplay Solo Showdown, Cosplay Tournament of Champions (TORCH) finals and the JAM concert; and

a limited-edition poster signed by all of the guests, gift packs from event sponsors and a custom event badge.

All these perks for FIVE THOUSAND PESOS.

The price is no joke, and they only made ten Titanium tickets available. I asked a co-organizer in the event who I happen to be friends with to reserve a Titanium ticket for me in case there is one left. Luckily for me, one pledger didn't go on to buy the last Titanium ticket, so it was sold to me. I didn't have the money to burn; in fact, I found it hard to save up for the ticket at the same time I was paying my bank dues, so I had to make sure that the money I was dishing out for this was worth spending.

It's too late to write a year-ender journal, so instead, I'll have this one as a year-starter.

I had a lot of great things happen to me last year, but there were also unfavorable things that happened along the way. I've also made some rash decisions that made me happy at the risk of getting broke, but at the end of the day, those are all learnings that I'll carry with me as I go forward with life.

Anyway, I started 2015 by playing handheld videogames. I haven't gone back to playing my PS3, especially since the time I bought new games for my 3DS, not to mention that I also have an Android phone that also has games. Of course, there's work, too. So basically, my time was divided between work and play.

Hopefully with more play than work, though.

January is also my birth month, so it's practically my most favorite month of the year. I've had this sort of tradition of treating some friends to a lunch date on my birthday week. I started it in 2013 when I realized that my friends can't be bothered to go to our place in Bulacan to join me in my celebration, so I thought of bringing the celebration closer to them.

I put all of that aside this year because my Cebuano friends invited me last year to join them in their annual Sinulog festival that happened to coincide with the holiday due to the pope's visit, calling it "#RetardConSinulog2015". I happened to attend the first #RetardCon two years ago, so I thought it's about time for another vacation down south.

So I guess I've been too busy lately. And when I said too busy, I meant too busy at work, too busy playing videogames as soon as I get home after work, and sometimes too busy going to some cosplay gigs and whatnot.

And those are the reasons why the post-vacation journal I was meaning to write after I went on a trip to Singapore got delayed for practically three months. I regret that I might've already forgotten some of my memories of that tripbecause of it. Then again, I don't think I will forget the experience ever, particularly the graciousness of old and new cosplay friends we met there.It was just a straight-up vacation; Marko, Dom and I didn't go to Singapore that time in September to attend any cosplay event. We were simply there to unwind. But being the clueless tourists that we were, we don't know which places to visit in Singapore. It was a great thing that the cosplay friends we got to know in previous conventions (Anime Festival Asiain 2012, in my case) took time off their busy schedules to host us. Thanks to them, we got to enjoy quick tours and saw the Merlion and their busy Chinatown. We even got to visit the Garena Stadium, and we also saw a place where I found my epic Hulk shirt.